His deep and magnetic voice calling out to her as "my dear wife" sent Tang Yuran's heart fluttering all the way to the core.
As if possessed, Tang Yuran obediently brought the tea egg in her hand to Gu Yu's lips and watched as he lowered his head to take a bite.
She sat quietly by his hospital bed, the sunlight outside the window spilling through the glass and showering her in brilliance, her fair and delicate cheeks reflecting a lustrous glow in the dazzling light.
Gu Yu watched her with a deep gaze, the corners of his thin lips carrying a trace of a shallow smile.
"Stop smiling foolishly, just eat," Tang Yuran said, feeling unexplainably irritated by the smile at the corner of his lips.
"Am I really smiling foolishly?" Gu Yu asked, raising an eyebrow at Tang Yuran, "No, I'm not."
"Yes, yes, you're not smiling foolishly; you're smiling like a fool," Tang Yuran retorted with a roll of her eyes, her tone laced with annoyance.
